Short piece. I saw him during class and the words just flowed.
If I was still your friend, I would be so proud of you right this second. If I was still your friend, you would not quite understand why, but accept it quietly, like you did everything else about me. If I was still your friend, I would greet you every morning, smile, stick out an arm and wrap it around your shoulders. If I was still your friend, you would smile back and tell me about...Read On
Added: 19 Aug 2014 | Category: Poetry |
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Tags: friendship heartbreak bitterness short breakup
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